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BERM.
X.]-'
THE HIDDEN
LIFE
OF
A
CHRISTIAN.
1ST
He
knows
my
diligence
and
my
holy
labour
to please
hirn: He
knows
the wrestlings and the
conflicts
that
I
go
through
hourly,
to
maintain
my
close walking with
my
God
:
He
knows
that
I
live,
though
it
is
but
a
feeble
life;
and
the charges
of
the
World
against
me
are
false
and
malicious."
It
is
with
a relish
of
holy
pleasure
that
the
Christian
sometimes,' in
secret, appeals to our Lord
Jesus,
Christ,
as
Peter
did,
and
says,
"
Lord
thou
who know-
est
all things,
knowest
that
I
love thee,"
John
xxi.
1
7.
IUd
Consolation.
It
is
a
matter of unspeakable
corn-
fort
to a
christian,
that
the
most
terrible
things
to
a
sin=
ner,
are become the greatest
blessings
to
a
saint:
And
these
are death
and
judgment.
What
can
bemore
dread=
ful
to
those
who
know
net"
God
than
those
two
words
are
;
for they
put
an eternal
end
to
all
their present plea-
sures,
and
to all
their
hopes.
But
what
greater
happi
ness can a
saint
wish
or hope
for,
than death and
judg-
ment
will
put
him in
possession of?
The
one carries
his
soul upward where
his life
is,
that
is,
to
God
and
Christ
in heaven; the other
brings
his life
down to
earth,
where
his
body
is,
for
Christ
shall then come to raise his
dust
from
the
grave.
I
confess,
I
finished
my
former discourse
on
this
text,
with a
meditation
on
death and judgment;
how
the
gloom which
hung
around
the
saint
in
this life,
is
all
dis-
pelled
at that blessed hour;
and
he who was
unknown
and
despised among men, stands
forth
with
honour
amongst admiring angels: His bidden manner
of
life
is
for
ever
at
an end.
But
in
this discourse the
secret
and
glorious springs
of
his life,
vt.
God and Christ,
will
naturally
lead
us
to the same delightful
meditations
of
futurity,
as
the hidden
manner of it
has
done;
and
there
is
so
rich
a
variety
of
new
and transporting
scenes
and
ideas attending
that
subject,
that
I
have
rio
need to
tire
you
with
unpleasing repetition, though I
resume the glo-
rious
theme.
Let
my
consolations
proceed
then,
and let
the saints
rejoice.
At the moment
"of
death, the soul
may
say,
"
Farewel;
for
ever,
sins;
and
sorrows,
and
perplexities;
farewell
temptations of the
alluring, and the affrighting
kind
neither
the vanities, nor the
terrors of
this world, shall
reach
me
any
more;
for
I
shall
from this rnorpent for